When sea misses land…

He laid awake and said the name into the night.

“Do I really miss her?”, asked his mind. He couldn’t deny. Everything in his line of sight reminded him of her today.

The rising moon,
her glowing face!

The gleaming waters,
the expanse of her love!

The rushing waves that have nowhere to go,
her habit of lingering around in his presence! Continue reading

Dance of Destiny

Arms outstretched to the sky, with feet so high, they always tried to fly.

A while before, like an angel on a toe, each of them spun to lift spirits and gift joy.

However now, after a dashing performance, wonders vanished and the backstage holds fears, not that of winning but Continue reading

Library Love

Untouched books crowded his shelves, shiny leather spines and faded first editions, meticulously dusted and never read.

He knows he’s in deep trouble now. A few months back, he came across a girl in the library he visits. He stalked her timings for about a week, not with wrong intentions though. With his observations, he started reading books in her often-visited genre. He initiated casual conversations one day and they gradually became friends.

She offered him book suggestions which he really enjoyed. She is someone who just doesn’t focus on the content or is bound to the works of one favourite author. She explored varieties. At times, she used to choose a book, just because the cover is attractive. Continue reading

Misanthrope

His mom was worried about her son’s solitude and dull attitude after he got transferred to the new city. As a lead to comfort him, she enquired upon his early arrival, “Why didn’t you attend your office party?”

“I’m not a misanthrope, Mom. I just don’t get along with the people here,” he replied in an irritating tone and immediately apologized Continue reading

Lost – TLT #10

Celebrations failed when both of them followed the crowd and went missing.

Before silencing due to fear and tiredness, they were clever enough to garner attention by crying and barking loud, without knowing that they were actually screaming out a philosophy.

Those who follow the sea of people usually get lost in its waves. Continue reading

Spunky who’s not spunky

A monkey ‘Spunky’ lost some key to a bunny ‘Bunkey’. Spunky, who’s a flunkey to a hunky junkie, clung to the monkeypod fearing the slinky walk of that clunky lad, abandoning the key in his name ‘spunky’.

Picture for the prompt


Glossary:

clunky – old-fashioned. Continue reading

Olfaction – TLT #9

We, the lavender fields, bounded by mountains and green trees on one side were once cultivated by an estate owner with a good intention of escaping from the residues of the industrial revolution, bloomed to serve as visual treats to visitors, also spreading our aroma to lands around.

However, as generations passed, our lifestyle got changed just like yours, wherein we are plucked as buds even before we bloom so as to retain the colour, fragrance, and freshness longer.

Instead of helping the tourism industry bloom Continue reading

Sacrifice

She’s an adept player who knows the nuances of the game. Indeed, she finds it strategical, imbibing philosophies of life.

But, she just doesn’t understand why is it always the queen who has to die for her king?


This is in response to the ‘Weekend Writing Prompt’ by Sammi Cox. The word prompt for this week is ‘Nuance’, and the challenge is to limit a piece of prose or poem to exactly 38 words.

Worn Out

It’s been fifty years since our first house-warming, and it’s our first visit since the last twenty years.

These steps that I considered as nature’s gift to our house, have worn out unable to bear the weights of memories and repetitive human actions over time.

Photo for the prompt (from scvincent.com)

The flattened knob of the blue main door at the inside, remind my kids’ fast entry into the home from school, hitting it hard on the wall. The cushions on the old bamboo sofa look like flatbread slices filled with dust.

The rug at the entrance, when moved, portrays its duty of Continue reading

Shatter and Solace

It has been seven years. Maaya’s still single, with no family. Day by day, her discomfort was growing bigger and bigger than her comforts, especially after her distant mother’s demise. Completely shattered, she decided to step out of her ruts and lookout for a new way to solace her disturbed mind.

She had her dinner, and then sent an email full of unsaid words that weighed heavy in her heart for a long time. She didn’t dare to check the mailbox again for a reply. The night passed restlessly. But still, she was determined not to turn on her internet till Continue reading

Mute Man – TLT #8

He’s a great observationalist who tells stories during his voyages – painted tales of nature that are untouched by time and the truths that go unnoticed in commoners life – all through his music.

When he rests his chin on the fiddle and starts moving the bow over the strings of his violin, the music emerging from the instrument as a result of friction is one of those things that we can’t see but still feel the heavenly touch.

violin three line story - mute man

Even after listening to Continue reading

Snoopy Scooby

Scooby has been a great spy for years now. There’s none to beat him in the rat democracy, and today is the day he is to retire.

He was blessed with the lifespan of a human for his kind act as a little rat, and he utilized the boon to its fullest, mostly for the improvement of his species. With his efforts, he transformed the shabby rat communities to clean and respectable societies.

He didn’t want to leave his nation and nationals in trouble after his retirement. With proper pre-planning, he has already completed training the best squad of Continue reading

Hinterland

Mark made sure to visit countryside, the ones whose zip codes have been forgotten long ago, annually after his retirement. His grandson Marcus was puzzled by this behaviour and wanted to know why Mark chose remote areas instead of tourist destinations.

Determined, he made Mark wait until his vacation and accompanied him. Mark took him to a land so far from their residence which Marcus had never dreamt existed in his country.

Awestruck by its beauty, he started apprehending the strange hinterland hidden in his grandpa’s heart.


This is in response to the ‘Weekend Writing Prompt’ by Sammi Cox. The word prompt for this week is ‘Hinterland’, and the challenge is to limit a piece of prose or poem to exactly 87 words.

Hinterland - Sammi's Weekend Writing Prompt

Smart Art – TLT #7

Don’t get me wrong for standing without the basic protective gear, masks and gloves, because it’s 2050 and not 2020.

My friend is a designer with the hobby wall-painting and I’m a technologist waiting for him to come down so that we can together go to the playground.

The heart monitoring t-shirt I’m wearing Continue reading

Yin Yang – TLT #6

“There’s a Turkish proverb, ‘If the world flooded, it wouldn’t matter to the ducks’, meaning things that are bad for you need not necessarily be bad for others.

But here, the thing that is good for you, the very essential bath, is directly impacting my health and senses, esp. the nasal that can’t bear your sweat stench, and my skin getting soaked in your creamy lather.

Being the leader of this flock, I’d Continue reading

Syzygy

Turning off lights on Earth Hour, I go to the terrace.

I admire the beauty of the full moon, thinking about the billion-year-old firefly that lights it, standing on Earth.

Moon Love


EARTH HOUR

Earth Hour, organized by World Wide Fund for Nature, is a global grassroots movement uniting people to take action on environmental issues and protect the planet. Engaging a massive mainstream community, Earth Hour was famously started as a lights out event in Sydney, Australia in 2007.

It is an annual event held towards the end of March every year when people across the globe turn off their non-essential lights for one hour as a commitment towards a better future.

Yes, it makes a difference.

SYZYGY

Syzygy isn’t something that’s related only to astronomy. I browsed to find details on the word’s origin and Continue reading